Stormdancer
I had a dream last night that I remember reasonably well for me, and I'd like some input on what it might mean. I have had dreams similar to this in the past, so there is probably some kind of common theme. When I post "my", I mean that I had a sense of it being mine in the dream, but it's not truly mine outside of the dream.
It started in "my" house...a small house, and "we" were having some kind of party. There was an enclosed grill where some unseen cook was preparing grilled chicken. This is similar to what you might see in a restaurant, with a chef preparing the meat behind a glass enclosure. I was VERY concerned because someone had left the sliding patio door open and there were bees, LOTS of bees drawn by the cooking getting into the house. Most were normal sized bees but there were some HUGE ones too. If I had to describe them, I'd say what I saw was almost a sylized type of image...and archetype of a bee, if you will. When I went to close the patio door, it was HUGE...in fact this house continued to expand throughout the dream, and at the end it seemed more like a sprawling vacation kind of place. I spent most of the dream trying to find my way to "somewhere"....some rooms were lovely and comfortable, but many were cluttered (um...my real home is VERY cluttered...LOL) Anyway, as I moved around this house it kept getting bigger. It was like a neverending maze of rooms. I remember a lot of stairs, but I seemed to go down way more often than up, but I never really got the sense of being lower if you get what I mean. The place seemed to only be 2 floors **shrug**. Navigating some of the stairs made me nervous...maybe VERY steep, no hand rails, open on one side, very narrow steps and risers. At one point, I sat down and scooted down the stairs because I was afraid of falling. Towards the end of the dream, the areas became....rough...unfinished...like maybe a home being converted from something else. At the end, I remember trying to get back to my parents and my sister...they just showed up (how rude...LOL) I was also trying to find my purse with my cell phone, because I felt lost. One of the last images I remember was of 4 or 5 steps leading up to a closed locked door with another door open in front of it. When I moved the open door out of the way, there was a mirror on it.
OH...and there were quite a lot of people in various places, but I don't think I know any of them...so why the hell are they in "my" house that later on becomes "not my house"
The thing is, I have dreams similar to this sometimes... a house "mine" but not, with me running into rooms that weren't originally a part of the house. Usually, I get the sense that I'm looking for something.
Sorry this is rambling, but I rarely remember dreams unless they're like this, and for some reason I remember a stunning amount of detail with this one.
Any insights will be appreciated. Please keep in mind that I've not been particularly "deep" in the spiritual sense of late, so if my feedback seems cheeky, I mean no disrespect. I'm just REAL shallow these days...LOL
It started in "my" house...a small house, and "we" were having some kind of party. There was an enclosed grill where some unseen cook was preparing grilled chicken. This is similar to what you might see in a restaurant, with a chef preparing the meat behind a glass enclosure. I was VERY concerned because someone had left the sliding patio door open and there were bees, LOTS of bees drawn by the cooking getting into the house. Most were normal sized bees but there were some HUGE ones too. If I had to describe them, I'd say what I saw was almost a sylized type of image...and archetype of a bee, if you will. When I went to close the patio door, it was HUGE...in fact this house continued to expand throughout the dream, and at the end it seemed more like a sprawling vacation kind of place. I spent most of the dream trying to find my way to "somewhere"....some rooms were lovely and comfortable, but many were cluttered (um...my real home is VERY cluttered...LOL) Anyway, as I moved around this house it kept getting bigger. It was like a neverending maze of rooms. I remember a lot of stairs, but I seemed to go down way more often than up, but I never really got the sense of being lower if you get what I mean. The place seemed to only be 2 floors **shrug**. Navigating some of the stairs made me nervous...maybe VERY steep, no hand rails, open on one side, very narrow steps and risers. At one point, I sat down and scooted down the stairs because I was afraid of falling. Towards the end of the dream, the areas became....rough...unfinished...like maybe a home being converted from something else. At the end, I remember trying to get back to my parents and my sister...they just showed up (how rude...LOL) I was also trying to find my purse with my cell phone, because I felt lost. One of the last images I remember was of 4 or 5 steps leading up to a closed locked door with another door open in front of it. When I moved the open door out of the way, there was a mirror on it.
OH...and there were quite a lot of people in various places, but I don't think I know any of them...so why the hell are they in "my" house that later on becomes "not my house"
The thing is, I have dreams similar to this sometimes... a house "mine" but not, with me running into rooms that weren't originally a part of the house. Usually, I get the sense that I'm looking for something.
Sorry this is rambling, but I rarely remember dreams unless they're like this, and for some reason I remember a stunning amount of detail with this one.
Any insights will be appreciated. Please keep in mind that I've not been particularly "deep" in the spiritual sense of late, so if my feedback seems cheeky, I mean no disrespect. I'm just REAL shallow these days...LOL